Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Moro Curtain
"That's good, save me from compensating the person who offended you every time, although you are a king, there is no one you dare not offend, but I think it's not good. After finishing speaking, he walked towards the winding path and arrived at the main hall of Nanyuan.
Looking at Nanjiang, who was bowing down to collect the withered flowers in the vase, he smiled evilly: "What the queen said is reasonable." ”
Some people expect that southern Xinjiang will be a group of brides on the sedan chair, with a smoky look.
But just as Nanjiang looked at him with a withered flower, his handsome face was as red as if he had been smeared with rouge.
Nanjiang frowned, why was his face so red?
"Orchid, why are you blushing so much? I remember that you were like this once before, what's wrong with you?" approached Xi Ge's body, raised his hand and approached Xi Ge's forehead: "Is it the yellow dragon and the blue cat in your Xuanling Bead, disobedient again?"
The squeaky song was very embarrassing, his cheeks became more and more hot, and he didn't hear his heartfelt words at all!
Inflicted on yourself, didn't you?
It was not easy to be alone with Southern Xinjiang, and I wanted to create some small romance unique to the world of the two people, and say some small love words, but the picture was so unvivid.
Yu Ge pretended to flick his sleeves calmly: "It's okay." ”
"Is it really okay?" As he spoke, Nanjiang's lowered hand swept across Xi Ge's chest, but Xi Ge grabbed it suddenly, put it on his chest, and whispered, "I... Something is on my mind. ”
Nanjiang's body trembled, and he said worriedly: "What's wrong with your heart?"
"My heart is complaining to me, why didn't he meet him earlier, and he was punishing me sadly. ”
In the face of this shocking face, some fascinated southern Xinjiang, hearing the sound of his chest beating "poof, poof", suddenly felt a fever in the blood of the whole body, this good-looking person, are they very good at talking about love?
Nanjiang, who was blushing slightly, withdrew his little hand on Xi Ge's chest and dodged to the side: "You... What's wrong with you today, all you say nonsense. ”
The corners of Yu Ge's mouth rose slightly, there was a fire in his heart, and the fire gradually rose...
As for what kind of fire it is, the Song Buddha knows it.
Looking around, his eyes stopped at the bedroom in southern Xinjiang, and slowly walked towards the bedroom.
Seeing this, Nanjiang hurriedly shouted: "Orchid!"
When I arrived at the door of the bedroom, a faint fragrance of flowers came to my nose and looked towards the bedroom.
The curtain made of light pink flowers is very special and attractive.
The brocade couch is stacked with light-colored brocade, and the light pink flower curtain is very beautiful.
The smell of the boudoir of the daughter's house permeates the entire bedroom.
As a result, Yu Ge also opened his eyes, and the boudoir of his daughter's family turned out to be like this, which was indeed different from that of men.
Turning sideways to look at Nanjiang, a faint smile flashed across his face: "I said why do you have a unique fragrance on your body, you originally slept in the flowers." After that, he pursed his thin lips lightly and said in a low voice: "Nanjiang, you come here." ”
“......”
What's going on?
Seeing that Nanjiang was stunned, he changed his words at the moment: "I... I mean, I want to ask, what kind of flowers do you use as drapery?"
In fact, he has different hearts.
He thought that at this moment, it was a good time to get along with southern Xinjiang.
But the confusion on Nanjiang's face made the idea of merging with Nanjiang force down.
He loves Nanjiang, and he doesn't want to give himself to him when Nanjiang is ignorant.
He wants southern Xinjiang to be willing, and he wants southern Xinjiang to have no hesitation.
In this way, he does not despise himself and is worthy of love in southern Xinjiang.
Nanjiang suddenly understood that it was a flower that was used as a curtain by curiosity!
"This is Moro. As he spoke, he walked past Xi Ge and entered the bedroom, and he was bound to give Xi Ge a posture.
Standing in front of the brocade couch with the Song of the Near Bedroom, he carefully looked at the Moro curtain in front of him: "Moro, I see that your curtain is made of this flower, why is the fragrance not strong, but elegant and refreshing." ”
"Moro flowers are fragrant, but they are poisonous, and if I use them all over my bed, I will not be able to rest. ”
Lu Ge frowned slightly, and his nervous mood in Nanjiang immediately appeared: "Poisonous, then why are you...?"
Nanjiang smiled: "This curtain is the illusion of my occult arts, and only three or two Moro are real flowers." I like the smell of Moro flowers, but not too strong, these three or two Moro flowers are fragrant enough to smell my bed, and they will not be poisoned. ”
Calming down, he reached out and stroked one of the Moro flowers, and said thoughtfully: "I see, the way this Moro flower blooms is similar to your Manjush Sawa in which the petals are rolled up. ”
"Well, but this flower is larger, and the petals are larger, and it is not of my Manjush Sawa family. ”
"Are you still of the same kind?"
Nanjiang glanced at Xi Ge: "In this Xuanyu land, every Manshu Sawa is my kindred, but they have not cultivated into human form. ”
"Then use the Moro flower as a curtain, and the people of the Moro Flower Clan will not ask you for an explanation?"
"Don't worry, the Moro flowers I pick cannot be cultivated by the human body, they can only be counted as plants, and they have a value that is pleasing to the eye, and it is not in vain that they bloom once, so that people can remember their taste and their appearance. It's better than someone who doesn't care and withers and turns into mud and sand alone. ”
Yu Ge nodded a little approvingly, and when he saw Nanjiang turn around and was about to leave, he grabbed Nanjiang's wrist: "Where are you going?"
Nanjiang was very puzzled and glanced at the wrist that was being grabbed: "What are you doing?"
"I'm asking where you're going?"
"This tour is over, of course it's out!"
Yu Ge couldn't help but blush: "I... I don't want to go yet. ”
I wonder why this orchid suddenly looks like a little doll and stays in her bedroom.
Suddenly, Bai Man's voice came from the main hall: "Southern Xinjiang... Southern Xinjiang... Are you there?"
Xu Ge had no choice but to let go of Southern Xinjiang, unhappy to be disturbed.
"Bai Man is here, let's go out!" Nanjiang said.
Seeing that Xu Ge and Nanjiang came out of the bedroom together, Bai Man was very surprised, and his surprise was mixed with a little fear.
"Your Majesty, you... Why did you come out of the dormitory with Nanjiang?"
Nanjiang thought that Bai Manding was so flustered because he was worried about her.
"Bai Man, I'm fine, Orchid is just curious about the Moro curtain in my bedroom. ”
"Is that all?"
Yu Ge glanced at Bai Man and said coldly, "What do you think it is?"
It seems that something irreversible has not happened between the king and southern Xinjiang.
Bai Man smiled with relief: "I came to the Sea of Bitterness to find you, but I didn't expect the king to find this place too." After that, he squeezed away the southern Xinjiang beside Xi Ge, and continued: "Your Majesty, I said that Southern Xinjiang would come back, so let's go back!"
Bai Man's move, Nanjiang didn't think much about it, but it was Bai Man's temperament and informality.
Xi Ge ignored Bai Man and said to Nanjiang: "Let's go back?"
Nanjiang was a little ashamed in his heart, because he was angry for a while, and he walked back to the sea of suffering.
Now that Xi Ge and Bai Man are coming to the sea of bitterness to look for her, she must not be ignorant.
"Good. ”
Bai Man suddenly remembered that when she was still in the Xuanling Bead in Southern Xinjiang, she heard that Jun Shang and Southern Xinjiang had gone to a place where there were balloon grass and mattress grass flowers, and she also wanted to go to that place to have a look.
"Your Majesty, it's not important to go back left and right, why don't we go to see the mattress grass flowers, and go to the balloon grass to watch the flying fish, birds and beasts?"
Xi Ge glanced at Bai Man, and said softly to Nanjiang: "The talisman is taken back, and there are still things waiting for me to deal with, if you want to go, wait for me to finish this period and then accompany you, how about it?"
Xue Ge didn't want to know how Bai Man learned about the mattress grass and balloon grass, but he definitely didn't want to take Bai Man there.
"Well, state affairs are important, and you have taken me to enjoy the mattress grass flowers and balloon grass. ”
Seeing this, Bai Man was displeased: "But I haven't seen it yet!"
Although he promised that southern Xinjiang would not offend anyone, this time he had an awkward quarrel with southern Xinjiang, and the cause was Bai Man.
Xi Ge really couldn't be polite to Bai Man, so he could only endure his unhappiness and try not to ignore Bai Man.
Holding Nanjiang's hand, he flew out as two wisps of yellow and red mist.
Bai Man looked at the direction in which Song and Nanjiang flew out, what kind of drug did Nanjiang give you?